Walking on a Grave....literally. A few weeks ago I had the opportunity to watch
Wizard of Oz at the Hollywood Forever Cemetery. Buried people, the Wicked Witch, Dorothy's sequined red slippers, tombstones and odd balls...I might as well should have been asked by the scarecrow himself to follow the grave brick road. However, being the curious and sick minded Cancer I am, I was thrilled. An order of take out from Bottega Louie and five bottles of wine later, I was sitting on a hippie blanket the size of a Cali King and watching Dorothy get sucked out of Kansas. Despite the hectic swarm of people, the experience was well worthy. I presume it's lights out for the vamps during the summer because this season is the only time the cemetery screenings take place. Then again, I wouldn't mind an all year round schedule, getting my blood sucked in a cemetery is exactly the kind of night I would look forward to.
^UK Designer Natacha Marro's Mary-Jane "Dorothy" Heels, only ten made...
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